Sounds pretty damn groovy to me. I do indeed have Bucks’ ticket and will return it into his possession. Balti Stench did indeed offer me what he considered to be “full face value” for your ticket - a second-hand shirt of questionable vintage and considerably more questionable design (slightly foxed). I do hope I wasn’t wrong to decline it.
I was hoping for a signed copy of Bletch’s blistering best seller: “27 solid reasons not to be able to attend a football match, unless someone else hands over their ticket”.
I’m getting picked up by @goatboy in his van at half twelve. We are doing pre-pre-drinks in the South Western, or I’m getting chopped up in a layby, and a bloodied GB will attend alone and send my apologies.
What time are yis out. Could meet up with myself and @goatboy at the South Western. It has a quiz machine, and a surprisingly relaxed attitude to non-standard cigarettes.
Out early actually. But I’ve another couple to consider who probably won’t be arsed with the trek (or the potential dismemberment in the back of a tranny’s van)
Sit silently weeping, cradling a shandy, staring through the windows into the middle distance, thinking “Eastleigh. Fucking Eastleigh. I’ve hit the cross-bar here”.
Grin maniacally on realising origins, thinking “Gosport. I dodged a fucking bullet there”.
Pass out as first molecules of shandy hit sinuses in gas form.